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etc. from it. It belongs to Disney.
Jack strolled down the gangplank, Jen wandering along behind him. They had docked along the coast of the island, but had decided not to make port at the actual docks, because Norrington would be watching them. Jack began to head up a path heading towards Port Royal. Jen was now behind him, looking around. She recognized this path from a day a year and a half ago, when Jack had kidnapped her and her sister and taken her along this exact path. Now they were returning. She planned to tell her parents after the wedding...seeing as neither her mother or father had approved of anyone but (shudder) her proposed fiancee Governor Swann. However, Jack had rescued her from that situation. So here she was again.
"Hurry up, Jen!" Jack called impatiently. Seeing no reason not to listen to him, Jen quickened her pace and walked alongside him.
"What's your hurry?" Jen asked. Jack grinned.
"No reason. Will and I agreed to have some rum together next time we see each other, and today is that day. I intend to challenge young William to a drinking contest and see how long it takes before he's A) knocked out or B) sick. Shouldn't be long." Jack said with a cruel grin. Jen laughed. They continued along this path until they reached Port Royal. Jack immediately switched into shadow mode. He pulled Jen along the back streets and alleys, careful to avoid soldiers and nobles. Finally, they reached Will and Elizabeth's house. Jack leapt onto the deck and knocked on the door. He heard footsteps and low voices. Someone giggled. Jack frowned and leaned closer to the door. He knocked again. More voices, another laugh. Jack grinned wickedly at Jen.
"Think we've interrupted something?" He asked shamelessly. Jen pulled his hat down over his eyes as retribution. Jack immediately pushed it back up and grabbed both of Jen's wrists in a tight lock. He yanked her close and growled,
"Never insult a captain's hat." Jack leaned in and kissed her. Both of them heard a slight creak and broke their kiss off. The door was slowly opening. They looked in. Nothing. Suddenly, a small figure stepped into the doorway. Jack and Jen looked at it in confusion. A tiny little boy stood in the doorway. Jen took back her wrists quite easily, as Jack was so confused he lost his grip. She leaned down.
"Hi, I'm Jen and this is Jack. Do you know where Mr. and Mrs. Turner are?" She asked slowly. The kid just looked up at her. Jen glared up at Jack.
"Did they move?" She asked indignantly. Suddenly, the door was flung open the rest of the way.
"Surprise!" The two Turner's shouted. Jen jumped back to stand beside Jack. Will swooped up the little boy. Elizabeth rushed out to hug first Jen, then Jack. Jack and Jen looked uncertainly at each other and then offered small, confused grins back to the Turners. They stepped inside and Jack and Jen hung awkwardly by the door.
"So...are you baby-sitting?" Asked Jen cautiously. Will grinned.
"Why?" He asked.
"Well...you didn't have a baby answering your door when we left so...we just figured..." Jen said awkwardly. Elizabeth smiled and took the kid from Will.
"This is our son, Charlie." She said excitedly. Jack's jaw dropped.
"Son?" Elizabeth laughed.
"But....how....it takes months...and we've been corresponding for months and you never said anything!" Jen exclaimed. Will and Elizabeth grinned.
"We wanted it to be a surprise!" Will explained. Jack stepped forward, putting his finger under Charlie's chin, studying him carefully through narrowed eyes. Elizabeth and Will glanced hopefully at each other, as if waiting for Jack's approval. Suddenly, Jack grinned and clapped his hands.
"I approve." He said joyfully, kissing Elizabeth's forehead and clapping Will on the shoulder. The baby giggled and waved his arms, while kicking his legs. Jen came forward as well and kissed the baby, then hugged Elizabeth and Will.
"Pretty good kid, Will, even though he has you as a father." Jack said with a grin.
"Thanks! Hey..." Will had been expecting a compliment. Jen and Elizabeth grinned.
"C'mon Will, you owe me a drink." Jack said, lifting the kid out of Elizabeth's arms and into Jen's. As they walked off (Will stormed off rather) Will said playfully,
"Think you could do better?" Jack paused, thinking, then looked over his shoulder at Elizabeth and Jen.
"Yeah. I think I could." He said, sauntering past Will. Jen grinned, feeling great. Spending every day with Jack was a dream come true, he always made her feel like she was gold.
MEANWHILE....
"What's news do you have of the Sparrow?" Asked the man standing by the fire. "Where is he now? Has he descended yet like a demon upon the island?" He inquired with a bitter tone. The man behind him bowed low.
"Yes, my lord. He was last seen entering the house of William and Elizabeth Turner."
"Ah, the Turners. His old friends. That Sparrow is soon going to be in the cage I have built for him, bar by bar!" Seethed the mysterious man.
Jack strolled down the gangplank, Jen wandering along behind him. They had docked along the coast of the island, but had decided not to make port at the actual docks, because Norrington would be watching them. Jack began to head up a path heading towards Port Royal. Jen was now behind him, looking around. She recognized this path from a day a year and a half ago, when Jack had kidnapped her and her sister and taken her along this exact path. Now they were returning. She planned to tell her parents after the wedding...seeing as neither her mother or father had approved of anyone but (shudder) her proposed fiancee Governor Swann. However, Jack had rescued her from that situation. So here she was again.
"Hurry up, Jen!" Jack called impatiently. Seeing no reason not to listen to him, Jen quickened her pace and walked alongside him.
"What's your hurry?" Jen asked. Jack grinned.
"No reason. Will and I agreed to have some rum together next time we see each other, and today is that day. I intend to challenge young William to a drinking contest and see how long it takes before he's A) knocked out or B) sick. Shouldn't be long." Jack said with a cruel grin. Jen laughed. They continued along this path until they reached Port Royal. Jack immediately switched into shadow mode. He pulled Jen along the back streets and alleys, careful to avoid soldiers and nobles. Finally, they reached Will and Elizabeth's house. Jack leapt onto the deck and knocked on the door. He heard footsteps and low voices. Someone giggled. Jack frowned and leaned closer to the door. He knocked again. More voices, another laugh. Jack grinned wickedly at Jen.
"Think we've interrupted something?" He asked shamelessly. Jen pulled his hat down over his eyes as retribution. Jack immediately pushed it back up and grabbed both of Jen's wrists in a tight lock. He yanked her close and growled,
"Never insult a captain's hat." Jack leaned in and kissed her. Both of them heard a slight creak and broke their kiss off. The door was slowly opening. They looked in. Nothing. Suddenly, a small figure stepped into the doorway. Jack and Jen looked at it in confusion. A tiny little boy stood in the doorway. Jen took back her wrists quite easily, as Jack was so confused he lost his grip. She leaned down.
"Hi, I'm Jen and this is Jack. Do you know where Mr. and Mrs. Turner are?" She asked slowly. The kid just looked up at her. Jen glared up at Jack.
"Did they move?" She asked indignantly. Suddenly, the door was flung open the rest of the way.
"Surprise!" The two Turner's shouted. Jen jumped back to stand beside Jack. Will swooped up the little boy. Elizabeth rushed out to hug first Jen, then Jack. Jack and Jen looked uncertainly at each other and then offered small, confused grins back to the Turners. They stepped inside and Jack and Jen hung awkwardly by the door.
"So...are you baby-sitting?" Asked Jen cautiously. Will grinned.
"Why?" He asked.
"Well...you didn't have a baby answering your door when we left so...we just figured..." Jen said awkwardly. Elizabeth smiled and took the kid from Will.
"This is our son, Charlie." She said excitedly. Jack's jaw dropped.
"Son?" Elizabeth laughed.
"But....how....it takes months...and we've been corresponding for months and you never said anything!" Jen exclaimed. Will and Elizabeth grinned.
"We wanted it to be a surprise!" Will explained. Jack stepped forward, putting his finger under Charlie's chin, studying him carefully through narrowed eyes. Elizabeth and Will glanced hopefully at each other, as if waiting for Jack's approval. Suddenly, Jack grinned and clapped his hands.
"I approve." He said joyfully, kissing Elizabeth's forehead and clapping Will on the shoulder. The baby giggled and waved his arms, while kicking his legs. Jen came forward as well and kissed the baby, then hugged Elizabeth and Will.
"Pretty good kid, Will, even though he has you as a father." Jack said with a grin.
"Thanks! Hey..." Will had been expecting a compliment. Jen and Elizabeth grinned.
"C'mon Will, you owe me a drink." Jack said, lifting the kid out of Elizabeth's arms and into Jen's. As they walked off (Will stormed off rather) Will said playfully,
"Think you could do better?" Jack paused, thinking, then looked over his shoulder at Elizabeth and Jen.
"Yeah. I think I could." He said, sauntering past Will. Jen grinned, feeling great. Spending every day with Jack was a dream come true, he always made her feel like she was gold.
MEANWHILE....
"What's news do you have of the Sparrow?" Asked the man standing by the fire. "Where is he now? Has he descended yet like a demon upon the island?" He inquired with a bitter tone. The man behind him bowed low.
"Yes, my lord. He was last seen entering the house of William and Elizabeth Turner."
"Ah, the Turners. His old friends. That Sparrow is soon going to be in the cage I have built for him, bar by bar!" Seethed the mysterious man.